Angels On the Phone

"Made of light, hold his hand

Do you feel above

The perfect art of their lives?

At the end of time"

It's what you said to me

Sadness isn't poetry

Do you think of love

As the shepherds tone falling, and

Falling and falling again?

It's not what I thought

It's what you wanted it to be

Angel laughing

Turn to love when you are alone

Turn to love, why are you afraid?

What's above? There are angels on the phone

Going nuts, correcting God's mistake

There's a door in the sky

Are you keeping up?

Losing time, once or twice

Why won't you ever change

That which will never leave?

It's not what I thought

It's what you wanted it to be

Angel laughing